Tanatofilo,opulento,plenilunio — Silent Cry

Walking through the mistery, (the mist) Dead fullmoon over my head, (my head) So beautiful colors and thoughts, (and thoughts) In the air I'm flying now, (flying now). Broken and so joy, (so joy) Tears of pain, (of pain) My soul agonize extreme, {agonize extreme} Suffering... (suffering!)